The Heart Wants What It Wants ➳ Harlena

|Chapter 29 : Bumping Into Him.|

Chapter 29 : Bumping into him.

Dear Journal,

I’m back at home again. And i’m glad because i miss my room and the smell of cinnamon in my grandma’s house. Me and my friends relationship are back again, we’re friends again.

Michael decided to stay by my side no matter what, although he really don’t want me to date harry but he still, just there, to support me. Even though me and harry are not in a relationship right now which is michael is happy about it.

I have’nt hear a thing from harry. I doubt he knows that i got sign up into a rehab. I doubt.

Well i think that’s all, i’m going to write later.

#MuchLove
Selena, xo.

I close my journal and push it further on my desk, i’m finally home now. I could live free. But at the same time i need to finish my pills from my doctor, she said it’s a pill that will calm me down. It’s kind of the same like drugs, but she gave me the instruction how to use it properly.

While i was just looking up to the ceiling, i heard my phone vibrated from my desk as i snatch it and saw that michael had call me. I was hoping it was harry.

“Hey sellysel!” I chuckled once i answer his call.

“Hey mikey, what’s up?”

“I was wondering, maybe you could company me for shopping? My mom wants me to buy some groceries and stuff.” He grumbled when he mentioned his mom.

I only chuckled and nod my head a little, “Okay. Can you pick me up?”

“Yeah sure, i’ll be there in a bit.”

“Okay see ya later.”

“Kay-kay.” And with that we end the call. I sigh happily and very thankful to god that i have michael back. But then, i felt this part of me that i have’nt complete my life, or my part.

And that is harry.

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“So what exactly do you need to buy?” I rolled my eyes. Michael was confused, should he buy the chocolate milk or the vanilla one. He loves chocolate but his mom loves vanilla.

“Michael, your priority is your mom. If she wants vanilla, then buy her vanilla.” I sighed, and rolled my eyes.

“But i want chocolate.” He stomped his foot like a five year old kid. This kid though.

“Okay, how about you buy two of them? Hm? Seems fair?” I waited for his answer, he was tapping his finger on his chin dramatically, acting like he’s thinking.

“Fine then.” And with that, he grab two milk and place it on the trolley. I smiled and crossed my arms.

“What did your mom need again?” I asked.

“Uh . . . She wants eggs. Can you take the eggs for me whil i look for some other things?” I nod and leave him be.

While i was searching for the eggs, turns out it’s at the end of the room. Which is kind of far from me and michael stand. I was walking while looking around and clumsy me, i bumped into someone.

“Oh my gosh i’m so so—” I could’nt finish my sentence when i look up, i met that green eyed boy. Harry.

“S-selena?”

“Harry.” I crossed my arms over my chest.

“How have you been?”

“I’m-I’m good.” I cleared my throat, straightening my posture.

“I heard that you’re in a treatment.” I heard him muttered.

I sigh before nodding, “That was a week ago.”

“How long have you in there?”

“One week.” i answered. His lips forming into an ‘O’ shape.

“Look se—”

“Harry just, drop it okay?”

“No i won’t! I can’t stop thinking about you okay!? I still love you sel, i miss you mamacita. I love you more than brianna okay? Please. I need you.” His voice sounded like he’s pleading, and apologizing.

All i could do is just sighed, i don’t know what to say. I thought he really loves brianna, like Zayn says.

“How about this, i’ll clear it all up okay? How about i’ll take you out tonight?”

“I-i don’t know,” I grumbled shifting on my feet looking around feeling uncomfortable but i’m not.

“Please.” He pleaded.

I sighed and put my arms in defeat, “Fine. What time?”

“I’ll pick you up at seven, wear something casual.” He smiled, showing his dimples, and with that he peck my cheek and walked away.

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Sorry for the wait guys, i’ve been lazy and all heheh. If you guys leave 10 votes or more, i’ll do a double update ;p and leave a comment too please..

—Riz